Sleep Walking

At about this time 3:15 am, I woke up and had a spark of inspiration.  Every now and then I'll write something I'm proud of and tonight (or this morning) it happened again.  However, this work is somewhat personal, therefore, I won't be posting it publically on my blog.  If you would like to read it (it's not very long) please email me and I'll send it to you.  For now, I'm going back to bed.

Book Browsing

I was walking around Books A Million this afternoon when I stumbled on a book that I read a long time ago when inspiration took over.  Here's what I wrote immediately after.  Warning: this is unpolished pure raw material.
-Stew

I found it!  I found the book I had been searching for for a long time.  I held it in my hands and those familiar feelings started to rise within my chest.  I feel weak and almost fall to the ground.  I have found it, but do I dare take it?  Can I travel this road again?  Can I do it alone? 

I put the book back.  I'm not sure that I can take on this burden.  Just holding the book took away much of my strength.  Now, reading it may destroy me.  Again.  Those other books destroyed my strength, my will, not too long ago.  What would this do?  Of course, those books were different, I was betrayed.  I don't have to read the book now, I could just take it, but after just holding it, I'm not sure I could even take it.

I have found it, and it will remain here.  When I am ready, perhaps when I have a companion, I will relive those times and once again leave this world behind.  Perhaps this time I won't have to return at all.

BTW, I decided I didn't have enough money and didn't buy the book.

Writing Challenge

Here's a challenge for the creative out there (and non-creative that want something to do).  Take the paragraph below, copy it, and use it as the start of your story.  Good luck.
-BS

What?  My life?  No, surely not.  There's really nothing to say.  Why worry or wonder about mine when you've got your own?  There's nothing special here.  I'm just living my life.